Chapter 670 The Skull Broken Arrives

Compared to Roland and his friends who were paying attention to whether those elves could pry cans, Apophis Breo and Linde were already irritated, and even Apophis Breo resisted the urge to pull a forbidden spell and listen.

"It won't work like this, we're too passive!" Linde said with a ugly face. If the elves want to output, they naturally need to have a meat shield to bear the damage. But can they stand the damage when they look under Apophis Breo? If they really want to attract firepower as a meat shield, it is probably faster than the elves who can withstand it themselves.

"Duke, when will your reinforcements arrive?" Lin De's eyes widened and even Jingyu couldn't even care about it. He came to help, not to be buried with him!

"It's so soon!" Apophis Breo could only say with a tough bullet. After all, he didn't know when Roland's army could arrive at the battlefield.

"If this continues, we will be shot to death by the orcs on the top of the city!" Lin De's face was very dark and his tone was very bad. After all, the orcs have learned their skills now. They finally stopped jumping to death. Instead, they covered other orc light troops and soldiers on the fortress to shoot at each other. Those orc professional shooters hidden in the crowd will always give serious damage to the defenders in the city. In the end, both sides shrank behind the shield and played shooting.

Arrows carrying war energy were mixed with ordinary arrows and flew around, but I didn't know which lucky person would be shot to the ground. Overall, the defenders still had the advantage in the number of professional shooters, while the orcs were the advantage in the number of ordinary shooters. For a moment, the two sides were in a stalemate. The scene was very embarrassing and stalemate...

The most outrageous thing is that in order to maintain the killing effect, the density of arrow rain and the terrain influence, the two sides had to shrink together. The defenders were very well aware of the city walls, but the orcs moved at the entrance of the valley, and they fought against arrow rain and competed with willpower.

"Duke, what are you... for? Ouch!" Lind glanced at Apophis Breo and found that Apophis Breo was already holding a red-edged scroll in his hand at this moment. It seemed that and breath were clearly a fire-type forbidden spell!

"..." Apophis Breo stared at the orc below with gritted teeth. He resisted the urge to not tear the scroll. After all, using one less card will not only completely destroy the lion collar outside... It is difficult for Apophis Breo to make up his mind to do such a loss-lose thing.

"I'm fed up with these bastards!" Apophis Breo heard the screams of the people around him, and the roar of the orcs came in his ears. All of this made his blood pressure suddenly rise. He stood up and planned to tear the scroll open and release the forbidden spell.

"Fight! The descendants of Turin!"

Suddenly his hand stopped, and he vaguely heard the word Turin? Linde next to him had already knocked him down while he was thinking.

"Are you crazy? Stand up and stare in a daze? Do you want to die?" Lind, who pressed Apophis Breo, was spitting at Apophis Breo frantically. He now regrets coming to reinforce Apophis Breo. He will never come to give him this muddy water!

"I just seemed to hear the dwarf?" Apophis Breo frowned.

"Dwarfs? Those dwarfs are so likely to come? Are there any dwarf troops around here?" Lind was puzzled. Both Gushan and Moria were far away from the lion leader.

"You...ah!" Linde wanted to say a few more words. Apophis Breo was stunned and he accidentally glanced outside the city and found that the orcs had been in a mess at some point.

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"The descendants of Turin! Fight! Fight for our friends!"

"Long live Turin!"

While the Orcs and the King's Landing defenders were tug at each other, Bahrain had already arrived at the periphery of the pass with the most elite dwarf troops. They observed the form of the battlefield and found that thousands of orcs were crowded in front of the King's Landing fortress and were fighting fiercely with the defenders, without even noticing the dwarf army that was rushing along the foot of the Mist Mountains.

"Skull Broken! Smash their heads! Charge!" Balin held up the battle axe and was filled with surging fire-type war flames. At this moment, Balin was a fifth-level war general! Naturally, the legendary dwarf artifact - Turin Axe! Balin successfully found the lost artifact of the dwarf in Moria and received its recognition! With the help of this axe, he successfully advanced to the fifth level!

Bahrain, who was already grateful to Lagrang, naturally did not dare to be careless after receiving the Apophis Breo messenger for help. Although Moria's military strength was not rich, Bahrain still gritted his teeth and brought in his most elite Skull Brokeners Legion to help Apophis Breo. These three hundred most elite dwarf heavy-armed warriors arrived on the battlefield on argali and rushed directly to the orc who was still attacking the fortress.

"Bang!" Balin waved the battle axe, and the heavy battle axe hit the orc's head and immediately splashed. The hit orc fell to the ground without even reacting!

Just like the tiger down the mountain, the dwarf skull-breaker legion rushed into the battlefield. The light of the war flames illuminated the face of the orcs and also cold their hearts. The dwarfs that came out behind them made the orcs collapse almost in just a few dozen seconds. A large number of orcs were driven out of the valley by the dwarf warriors and ran out of the valley entrance. A few orcs fell under the dwarf's battle axe and war hammer, but most orcs died of trampling!

"Fight! The noble descendants of Turin! For our friends! Fight! Kill these bastards! Expel them!" Balin held up the battle axe, and the battle aura blade several meters wide instantly cut the orcs into pieces, and the broken limbs and arms were scattered all over the ground. Even though these argali cavalry were not orthodox knights, the dense orcs still gave them an excellent opportunity to attack!

"Don't be afraid! Kill the enemy! Tell them who is the master here! Drive them back to the dark and wet cave! The descendants of Turin! Follow me to charge!" Balin led the way and slashed the orcs outside the pass. These orcs, which did not even have the highest level three, were not the opponent of a fifth-level general. It can be said that whoever came and died! The orcs who were killed fled from the battlefield in panic. Obviously, these dwarves scared them.

"Stop chasing!" After driving all the orcs away for several miles, Balin suddenly stepped down. He turned the sheep's head and rushed towards the fortress.

The dwarves are a little stupid and a little tiger, but it doesn't mean they are fools. At most, the three hundred warriors will bully these light armored troops and orc soldiers. Only a small number of the damage caused just now were killed by the dwarves, and most of them were trampling accidents caused by the orcs themselves after the orcs exploded their own camp. It would be fine to mow the grass while the orcs didn't understand what was going on. When the orcs came to understand, they would not be so easy to deal with them.
Chapter completed!